L C Vieira

(Lisbon, Portugal)

One Brief Moment Of Insanity


One brief moment of insanity
made her dropp her pants, and dare
to run naked down the halls,
a T-shirt tied around her head,
the walls sharing in the laugh.

One brief moment of insanity -
a simple touch becomes complex,
a hug turns to a kiss, then legs
entangled around some other, and
jokes become serious, the foreign familiar.

One brief moment of insanity,
the door slams shut; they're locked together
in a frenzy, the drug stirring them with
heat and sweat and sheets as they
start their messy history.

One brief moment of insanity,
and boundaries break, tables shake,
tops fly off, pants unzip,
and they're both laughing through the gasps
and sighs and muffled screams, and still...

One brief moment of insanity
was worth it.

(2002)

Submitted: Thursday, March 15, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, August 13, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This wasn't me, but I heard a story: a female student walked out of the shower, with only a towel wrapped around her head - and walked calmly past the surprised eyes of the young male trespasser of the all girl dorm. I imagined it from there. Hey, it happens.

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